Fuck, that was amazing! Now though, he wanted to hold her while the aftershocks worked their way through her then do it all over again. Have her cling to him, skin to skin. He tore the T-shirt over his head. Damn, this was the awkward part. Well at least she wasn’t really interested in how the hell he got into bed right now. Thank fuck her bed wasn’t really high. He turned and angled himself between the side table and the bed and lifted himself up and over. She scrambled to the side but didn’t say anything. He had just popped the button on his pants when she pounced on him.

“My turn. Lay back.”

“Thought I was in charge?” His words made her look up at him. She looked like a scared rabbit. “But I like a woman with initiative. So I’ll let it go.” He lay back and crossed his arms behind his head. She had one of those old fashioned headboards and a ton of pillows. Oh yeah, he could definitely work with this.

She pulled his zipper down like she was defusing a bomb. He chewed his lip to keep from laughing out loud. Damn, she was precious and looked so fucking good kneeling there between his legs. After taking way longer than he might have liked she curled her fingers into the waistband at his hips. He moved to help her out and she slid his pants and shorts down. Moment of truth time, this was the part he hated. She barely got them to his thighs when she stopped and just stared at him.

“Oh.”

“That all you have to say?” Her eyes snapped to his. “I swear it doesn’t bite.” Her jaw dropped open but she still hadn’t said anything. He knew there wasn’t anything weird about his cock and at this point he was hard enough to jackhammer concrete with the damn thing. It was his legs that women freaked out about. Yeah, the VA had some amazing rehab equipment which meant he hadn’t lost all muscle tone but there was still a noticeable difference. He’d been lucky with his injury and hadn’t lost all function. If he had, well she’d still have gotten off but he wouldn’t be looking forward to this so much.

“Can I touch it?”

“Fuck yes, please!” She forgot about undressing him further, just reached out a single finger. He thought he’d go off right then and yet it wasn’t nearly enough contact.

“It’s so, warm.” Then she slid her palm around him.

“Damn Candy, you’ve got such soft hands.” She gave him a shy smile then. “You gonna finish undressing me?”

“Oh! Sorry. I’m such an idiot.”

“Hey!” She recoiled at his sharp bark. “Don’t talk shit about the woman I... You are not an idiot and that isn’t what I meant. Any guy would take a beautiful woman getting distracted like that as a compliment, I’m no different. Don’t talk shit about yourself. I don’t sleep with idiots.” She ducked her head but not before he caught her smile. Could she have known what he was about to say? Hell, did he know what he was about to say? And where the hell did that come from? He liked her, a lot, but she’d said it herself, they were way too different to have anything that could last. Hell, she just wanted to walk on the wild side. And then he’d let her go just like he should. She tugged his pants off the rest of the way while he spent way too much time fucking around in his head again. And it did even less good this time.

Her fingernails scraping across his abs jolted him back to the here and now. Damn, her short, sensible fingernails felt good on his skin.

“Oh, yeah. Do that again.” His request caught her off guard but she grinned at him. When she did it this time it was looking straight into his eyes and she scraped them down over his hips. She licked her lips watching his erection bob when she touched him.

Her hands went back to molding themselves over his muscles. Fuck, if he ever felt like skipping the gym or PT, he was going to remember this moment. Most women, if they got this far, and that was saying something, acted like he couldn’t feel anything anywhere. Never asked about what he liked. Never touched him like this, whether out of fear or just not knowing what to do.

Candy didn’t take that approach. Maybe because she was figuring out what worked for her or she just thought why the heck not try. Either way, this really worked for him. Now she worked in reverse covering the same ground and it felt even better. When she got back to his groin this time she curled both hands around him and gave him a tentative squeeze.

He held his breath when she leaned in closer.

“I don’t know where to start.” She looked kind of lost. He grabbed some of her pillows and pushed them behind him so he could sit up better. This way he could touch her and he took advantage of the position now, cupping her cheek in his hand. Her eyes closed and he watched as her breathing evened out. That shouldn’t have been sexy but somehow her response to him in that moment was sweet and sexy and he wanted more of it than he should.

“You do whatever you want, babe. You don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.”

“But won’t that make you uncomfortable?”

“I’m a big boy, if I need to take matters into my own hands, I’ll live. Of course your hands feel a hell of a lot better.” She turned her face into his palm and kissed it. A surge of something ripped through his chest leaving him stunned. Candy was oblivious and moved her attention back between his legs. She rubbed in some of the pre-cum that bubbled out of him. He damn near lost it when she leaned down and kissed the head of his cock. “Oh baby, those pretty lips of yours, I swear, I can’t take a whole lot of teasing like that.”

“I want to taste you.”

He dug his fingers into the mattress to keep from grabbing her as his eyes rolled back in his head for a second. A deep breath and he grabbed the head board above him to keep himself grounded. “I’m not gonna stop you, babe. Gotta say I’ve had some seriously unprofessional thoughts about those sweet lips of yours.” She didn’t need any more encouragement and this time her tongue reached out before her lips met his skin. Fuck yes! “Oh baby, that feels so damn good.” She shifted so she could look at him when she licked at him. After a few more licks she must have felt bold because she pulled the head into her mouth. “Goddamn yes! Tease.” He reached out and touched her hair and watched as her eyes closed. God, how could she look so sweet doing something naughty? Her tongue found the sensitive spot under the head and he damn near started panting. “Fuck, yes, there!” After another few seconds he needed to decide whether this was gonna be over fast or slow, well slower anyway. “Baby, wait, wait! Got any condoms?”

“I just bought a new box. In the bedside table.” He swallowed hard on the urge to know who the fuck she bought the condoms for. Of course she had invited him to bed and she did like to be prepared. He pulled off one and handed it to her.

“You want to do the honors?” He almost laughed at her confusion. “Yeah, maybe not this time.” He got it on then crooked his finger at her to come closer. “Come here baby.” She curled up next to him. “So you ever try it with you on top?”

“No. It was strictly lights off, no talking, straight missionary.”

“Okay, well then tonight you are going to learn how to ride.” He did laugh that time at the way she gulped. “Come on up here. Just sit across my hips, tiny thing like you can’t hurt me.” She looked like she was going to disagree with him but stopped herself. She slid across him and he reveled in the feel of her skin on his. His cock bumped against her ass. “Okay, that wasn’t hard was it?”

“No.”

“Remember me telling you there were two things I learned after my accident?”

“Yes, you asked if I had any imagination.”

“I did, and I think we answered that question. The other thing I learned is that straight missionary may make a guy feel like he is control but from down here I can do this.” He reached out and palmed both her tits. She covered his hands with her own. “Show me what you like baby.” She guided him to her nipples, using his fingers to pinch and pull at them.

“Your hands feel good. Rougher than mine.”

“You like that?”

“Mmm, God, yes.”

She whimpered when he finally pulled his hands away. “Don’t pout now.” He shouldn’t be grinning at her like he was but she looked so damn adorable, if disappointed. “From here I can also do this.” He slid his thumb between them and found her clit. A shiver rippled through her so he knew he’d hit the spot. “Feel good?” He wiggled his thumb a little and she sucked in a breath.

“Mmmm, oh God yes.”

“Baby I want to make you come around my cock. Think you can handle another one?” Her response was to blush and suck in a few big lungfuls of air. He’d take that as a yes. “So you’re gonna have to work a little for it, honey. You gonna climb on up there?” The look of complete confusion on her face undid him. “C’mere. I need a kiss.” All her confusion seemed to leave and she smiled at him as he pulled her into a long kiss. He was able to curl his hips up so when she pulled away she felt him at her entrance. What did it say about him that her little gasp was a hell of a turn on? “You’re in control of everything, how fast, how deep. But I’ll be honest at this point I want everything you can give me.” Candy sucked in a breath and sunk down over him. “Am I hurting you?”

“Killing me.” Her eyes went wide and she clenched up. “You feel amazing, baby. Tight. Hot. It is killing me to wait.” That helped her relax. “Damn, Candy you look so pretty up there.” The woman actually blushed. “Okay, I’m gonna touch you now.” She pushed up and slid back down on him. Oh, yeah, she did feel great but watching her figure out what she liked, what she wanted, that was a charge he hadn’t ever experienced before. He wasn’t going to think about what it meant that her pleasure was more important than his right now.

She tossed her head back and he felt her muscles pull at him. She was close. “That’s it, sweetheart, God yes, just like that.” Jesus, she looked good riding him. Felt better than— Don’t go there. Quicker than he expected, his chest burned with trying to hold himself back and then he couldn’t anymore. He gave her clit a gentle pinch and then she was screaming his name as she dug her fingers into his chest. The little bite of pain barely registered as he unloaded while her muscles sucked him deeper. “Fuck yes!” Candy collapsed on top of him and he clung to her, the two of them breathing hard.

“I should get off of you.”

“Don’t you dare move.” He brushed back the hair that stuck to her face. “You are something else.” He kissed her forehead and hugged her closer. He felt her body relax and he knew she had dozed off. Yeah, he fucking rocked. The warm weight of her made it hard for him to hold off sleeping too. Her making little kissing motions against his chest helped. Maybe they could, no, she said it herself, they didn’t have anything in common. He was just there to scratch an itch for her, better that way, less complicated. But fuck, it had been way too long since he’d felt this kind of connection with a woman. Maybe they could...

He rubbed her back to wake her up.

“Oh, I’m so sorry! I keep doing that to you.” She startled.

“Easy, a woman falling asleep on top of you after screaming your name is a good thing in my book. Now if you’d been yawning and fallen asleep before...”

“I don’t think that would even be possible.” She was pulling away not just to get up but closing herself up, getting shy again. And that was all the reminder he needed for why this wouldn’t work. He should go. They could try dinner again later in the week or something. She grabbed a bathrobe and shrugged it on before walking to the bathroom. She cooed at the dog for a second and then shut the door, a few minutes later she walked out with a cloth.

He watched as she bit her lip when she got back to the bed. Whatever doubts she had, she worked through them quick. She pulled off the condom and then cleaned him off with the wet facecloth. This part of sex was always awkward. Not like he could just saunter to the can and take care of it himself. With Candy he hadn’t had to say a word, she just knew what needed to be done. Damn, a woman like her could make a guy feel, well it didn’t matter. She had dumped the cloth in the sink and curled up next to him. The room had gotten dark while they’d been having fun. He should probably get going. He wasn’t saying goodbye, he was just gathering his forces for the next attack.